Chapter 36
Chapter Thirty-Six
Knox
R yan is shooting her shot?
Before I have a chance to wonder what that entails, she slips her hand in mine and pulls me down the short hall to her bedroom.
Does she really think she needs to shoot her shot? As though the result would be anything other than me giving her whatever she wants?
When we cross the threshold of her room, she turns to face me and all I see is her. The room behind her is a blur. My sole focus is on the remarkable woman in front of me.
“Did you mean it when you said you’d like to find out what we could be?”
Scared to speak and ruin the moment, I take a beat before answering. “I did.”
“You sure about that?” she questions .
“Sweetheart, I’ve never been more certain of anything.”
“Prove it,” she all but purrs, backing up until she reaches the bed, where she sits, crossing her legs.
She’s showing me yet another new side to herself, and I fucking approve.
Although, she scares the shit out of me and I’m certain once I’ve had her I’m never gonna wanna let go.
I also don’t want to rush this. I’ve never taken my time with a woman the way I want to with Ryan.
“I’ll prove it to you all damn day, but I need to know you’re positive you want this, too.”
“I’m certain, Knox. However, you don’t have all day. The clock is ticking.”
“Once we do this, there’s no going back.”
She taps her wrist. “Tick. Tock.”
“You asked for it.” I close the distance between us. “Stand up.”
She follows my order, and I bend to kiss her lips. With all her confidence, she’s shaking in anticipation.
“Arms up.”
Grabbing the hem of her short cotton dress, I guide it over her body and raised arms. The dress slips from my fingers as I get my first glimpse of her. Her peaches and cream skin covered by barely there pink lace. The material leaves nothing to the imagination because I can see right through it.
She’s magnificent.
My dick hardens almost to the point of pain behind the denim of my jeans.
“I knew it.”
“Knew what?” Her arms stay in the air as she waits for my next instruction .
Gliding my hands up her arms, I interlace our fingers, bringing our hands between us. “That you would have the most perfect tits I’ve ever seen.”
“So, you’ve thought about them?” She bites her lip coyly.
I place her hand against my cock. “I think you know the answer to that question.”
In return, she takes my hand, sliding it inside her panties, where I find her soaking wet for me. “Right back at cha,” she says, sinfully.
“God damn. You’re so fucking wet for me already,” I all but growl.
Before I have time to luxuriate in her desire, she pulls my hand away. “And you’re fully dressed. How do I know you’ll meet all my wildest fantasies?”
“So, you’ve thought about me?”
She doesn’t smile, but the light in her eyes does. “I think you know the answer to that question.” She tugs the button of my jeans open. “What do you say we adios these clothes?”
All sense leaves my body when she drops to her knees.
Her hands skimming over me on her way to the floor, starting with my hard length that begs to be released.
She whispers, “Shit” under her breath as her fingers continue their journey down my legs to my boots, where she unties the laces.
I’m in such disbelief this can possibly be my reality, all I can do is watch.
When she’s finished, she looks up at me and my reason for living shifts deep in my soul, and I know it’s this woman.
Ryan on her knees in front of me, looking up at me with her big, beautiful eyes, in nothing but sheer bits of lace will be etched into my mind until I take my last breath.
“Come here.” I hold a hand out, helping her stand.
“You are the most gorgeous thing I’ve ever seen.
” Unable to spend another second without touching her, my hand snakes up the back of her neck to her hair.
Tilting her head to the side, I trail kisses up her neck until I reach her ear.
“There’s no going back, Ryan. I’m giving you one more chance to step away. ”
One of her hands cups my face and she pulls back to look me in the eye. She doesn’t speak a word. Instead, her lips find mine and tell me everything I need to know.
She wants this.
Wants us.
Our kiss doesn’t intensify. We keep things at a leisurely, luxurious pace. Our rhythm finds itself naturally, my hands exploring every inch of her bare skin. Finally, the ass I’ve spent hours stalking at the gym is in my hands. I growl like a feral animal, only for her to pull out of my arms.
“Clothes off, old man.”
I would correct her smartass comment if she hadn’t climbed onto her bed and dropped to her knees. She crawls away from me, her ass and dripping wet pussy on full display through the sheer lace of her panties.
“You’re trying to kill me, aren’t you?”
Slipping one bra strap off her shoulder at a time, she slowly removes her bra. “Now why would I do that when we haven’t even gotten started?” her raspy voice purrs.
She tosses her bra at me. Lace hits my face a moment before she props herself against the headboard, her feet on the mattress, her legs parted. Her see-through panties drenched with her arousal.
“You gonna stand there all day, or are you going to get naked and show me what a man of your advanced age can do?”
“Sweetheart, I’m gonna make you eat those words.” Without wasting another second, I kick off my boots and my clothes hit the floor.
Her lip once again slips between her teeth, and the tips of her fingers slide under her panties. She must be out of her mind if she thinks she’ll be giving herself pleasure when I’m right here.
“Don’t you dare,” I bark, taking my dick in hand, giving it a few slow strokes.
Her gaze follows the movement. “Do as I say and not as I do?” Her eyebrow lifts in challenge as her fingers find their way to her clit.
As hot as the sight of her touching herself is, I need to be the one doing the touching.
Crawling across the bed, I nearly come on the spot when her finger slides through her wetness, only to return to her clit. The way she’s propped up against the headboard on full display is too much to take. My want to taste her is the only thing that matters.
I rip her thong from her body, but she doesn’t stop her ministrations until I flatten my tongue against her opening and run it over her until I get to her clit, my tongue pushing her finger away and taking over.
She tastes like the sweetest fruit plucked right off the vine.
The scent of her arousal commingled with the moans from deep in her throat set my soul on fire.
When my finger slips inside her, adding to the sensation, she grabs handfuls of my hair and grinds against my hand and face for more.
The way her pussy pulses signals she’s close.
Pulling back to look at her, I make sure I have her full attention when I add another finger.
“Yes,” she whispers. Arching her back, she fucks my hand. Eyes closed. Lost to her body’s needs. She is a thing of beauty, but I need to see her fire as I give her what she’s craving.
“Open your eyes, baby.”
Slowly she peels her eyes open, finding me when she does.
“You’re fucking magnificent.”
“More,” she says, circling her hips, looking for more sensation.
“You want more of this?” I flick my tongue over her sensitive bundle of nerves. “Or more of this?” I add a third finger, preparing her for my cock.
“All of it. All of you.”
All of me.
Over and over, my tongue and fingers bring her to the edge and just as she’s about to fall, I pull back or slow down.
When she screams that she can’t take anymore, I fucking feast on her giving her what she’s begging for.
Her pussy clenches around my soaked hand as she comes and comes and comes.
Just as her climax ebbs, I pull back to watch her flushed cheeks, tight nipples, and hooded eyes that have been on mine since I ordered her to open them.
Just as her body relaxes, I flick my tongue over her swollen clit and she yelps from the surprise and resurfaced sensation.
“No more,” she huffs between unsteady breaths. “I want you inside me.”
Rising to my knees, I watch her watch me suck her arousal from my fingers, wanting her to see how much I love the taste of her. Then I kiss her. Long and hard. “You taste good, don’t you?”
She nods, her fingernails lightly trailing down my back.
“Lay down,” I instruct, pulling the comforter down.
She adjusts herself her curls loose and spread out beneath her on her pillow. Unable to resist, I nip at one of her perfect nipples, licking away the sting, before repeating the actions on the other one.
Grabbing the condom, I slipped from my jeans pocket before joining her on the bed, I tear open the packet with my teeth.
“I sure hope that’s an extra-large?” she jokes as I sheath myself.
“You scared of what you see, sweetheart?”
“Nah, I’m always up for a challenge.”
“Darlin’, you’ve been nothing but a challenge since the day I met you.” I take her breast into my mouth, the tip of my cock rubbing against her clit. Her hands are in my hair, holding on as if I might disappear.
“Knox, please,” she begs.
Her plea is all it takes for me to slide into her. At first, just an inch to gauge how well she can take me. I pull back and ease my way back in a little more with each gentle thrust, not wanting to hurt her.
Her hands grasp my ass, trying to push me all the way in. “Give me all of you.”
Granting her wish, I slam into her until she has all of me, and nothing has ever felt better as we move together.
“God damn, Ryan. Where the hell have you been hiding?” Shifting to my knees, I watch in awe as my cock moves in and out of her.
When I rip my gaze away from our bodies, I find her eyes on me.
Her face is one of pure ecstasy as she takes every inch of me.
“Where. Have. You. Been?” I ask with each thrust.
Her fingers tickle my chest. “You weren’t ready for me.”
I slam into her, my release close.
She’s right, I wasn’t ready for her. Not sure I’m ready for her now, but she’s all I want.
All I need.
She’s the balm to my fractured soul.
Being inside her warmth, feeling her pulse around me as she comes close to another orgasm is pure bliss. An animalistic need to claim her consumes me, leaving me nearly frantic as I yell her name, coming harder than I ever have before.
All my fractured pieces shift, finding their way back together for the first time in over two decades.